“Rub my feet John,” she asked as she wiggled her toes at him, “My feet are still sore from that shopping.” He obliged, and Rosie settled back into her cushion. Eporner Taking hold of it gently and leading me to the sofa, Sheila sat me down and pushed me backwards. Sheila turned her head to me, said dreamily “Mmmm, that looks like fun!” and pulled me towards her. “It’s not fair when your wife gets her feet rubbed and you’re not paying me any attention!” She purred. Popcorn? Our mouths found each other as we locked in a passionate kiss; my hand left her bosom, caressed her flat belly and found its way under the waistband of her PJ’s. She stood, her legs unsteady, and sat back down on the sofa. John flirted harmlessly with both Rosie and Sheila, his wife rolling her eyes and shaking her head with some amusement at some of the things
